Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vanuatu and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tropical Tobacco to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kayak,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
Bang On A Can,
Marine Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faraquet,
The Real Kids,
Max Romeo,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Deadbeat,
Josef K,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
Drive Like Jehu,
Icehouse,
Yazoo,
Grey Daturas,
The Leaves,
Blake Baxter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mars,
Roger Hodgson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Erykah Badu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lightning Bolt,
L. Decosne,
Bad Manners,
Roxy Music,
Stereo Dub,
Hasil Adkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Absolute Body Control,
Yusef Lateef,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
the Slits,
Amon Düül,
The Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Gichy Dan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Deakin,
Excepter,
John Coltrane,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.